After the matter of the Stone Sculpture was settled between the master and servant, Huangfu Zhao spoke, "Young Master, I have one more thing to report."

"Please speak, sir."

"After I contacted Wuya, I rushed to the southwestern region's Poison Bee Divine Mountain." Huangfu Zhao's expression was grave.

Lu Ran's heart sank to the depths.

"Disciple of the Divine Spirit Elephant, Xiang Wang, has been imprisoned by the God. I couldn't see him," Huangfu Zhao said in a low voice.

"Imprisoned?"

"Yes, Xiang Wang should not be dead. I don't know what happened between him and the Divine Spirit Elephant, but he is likely imprisoned inside the Divine Mountain, never seeing the light of day."

"Hmm..." Lu Ran pondered for a moment and said, "Sir, there's no need to be too pessimistic. If Senior Xiang is truly imprisoned, it may even ensure his safety."

Believers of the Spirit Elephant sect, which leans towards close combat, mostly died at the hands of the Faceless Jade Venerable.

Xiang Wang's imprisonment also means he won't enter the battlefield. As long as the Poison Bee Divine Mountain stands, there should be no problem for the prisoners inside.

"Humph." The browless evil monk let out a cold snort, "Perhaps the God can hardly suppress Xiang Wang's advancement, so he stepped on him and personally scattered his cultivation."

"Scattered his cultivation?" Lu Ran furrowed his brow, looking up at Wuya.

Wuya's gaze was sinister. Under his overly majestic frame, his voice seemed somewhat androgynous, "The human clan suffered severe internal injuries, damaged meridians, making it difficult to regroup."

Lu Ran was furious!

In terms of cultivation, the human clan indeed seems like flowers in a greenhouse.

Speaking of a Dao Heart, even the slightest damage makes progress impossible.

The same is true for the body.

Lu Ran had never worried about this because, when he first entered the Mountain Realm, he recruited a great healer from the Sea Realm.

And Lu Ran himself possesses healing techniques.

No matter how he harms his body, he can heal the body container and restore it to peak condition.

But the disciple of the Spirit Elephant, Xiang Wang...

God personally oppresses, ravaging the flesh of human disciples, and the Spirit Elephant sect has no corresponding healing techniques. How can they rise again?

Taking a step back, even if you spend years or decades restoring your body, then what?

To be stepped on by the God again, repeating the cycle?

Lu Ran suddenly said, "Senior Wuya, you seem to understand the intricacies within?"

"Hehe." Wuya laughed and said in a low voice, "Young Master thinks why I've always been stuck at the First Level of Heaven Realm?"

For a moment, Lu Ran and Huangfu Zhao's expressions were difficult to look at.

Regarding the God's oppression of human clan advancement, Huangfu Zhao had long had a conclusion in his heart, but information did not circulate on the Heavenly Realm battlefield.

Years ago, after visiting various mountains, Huangfu Zhao always believed the God was secretly causing trouble.

Now again, the God has come openly!

Thus, secret hindrance could only slow human clan growth, yet despite interference, humans could still climb slowly.

It seems over these years, Wuya also experienced the same thing?

The Divine Monk's insidious tricks couldn't stop Wuya, so he tore off their mask and directly acted!

"Whew~"

Lu Ran ignited Black Fire in his hand, holding Wuya's arm, passing the Black Fire to him.

Wuya naturally understood this was the Black Lamp Evil Technique·Bath Fire Cage!

The bath of rebirth.

He didn't expect to hear the curious sound of fish blowing bubbles.

"Pop~"

In Lu Ran's other hand, came a small black Mo Li carp, which hit Wuya's solid chest and shattered into thick lifeforce, pouring into the body.

Mo Li Evil Technique·Resurrection Carp!

The revival of resurrection!

"Thank you, Young Master," Wuya said in a low voice.

Compared to healing internal dark injuries and stubborn ailments, Wuya cared more about Lu Ran's free use of techniques.

This also proved Lu Ran and Huangfu were not lying.

"Senior Wuya, no need to worry. In a few days, I'll fuse you with the Nuosha Divine Sculpture, turning your body into Pure Energy Body, becoming the Stone Sculpture itself."

Lu Ran expression was grim and continued, "From this day onward, no one can hinder you."

"Buzz!!"

Before Wuya could speak, the twin blades he wore trembled simultaneously.

Lu Ran's array of Divine Weapons had already informed him, Wuya carried two Second-rank Divine Weapons.

Wuya noticed their gaze and explained, "These are the Mandarin Duck Blade and Yang Blade, twin-blade harmony can exert killing power beyond their grade."

"Great, with such Divine Weapon assistance, Mr. Wuya replacing Nuosha, swallowing the drama, killing enemies will be even easier."

Wuya's heart was stirred.

All along, Lu Ran said he would gift the Nuosha Divine Sculpture.

Now there's the drama as well!

The Third-class Evil God·Drama is the counterpart of Nuosha.

Its image is a fierce mask, resembling the mask worn by God Nuosha.

This clan is quite vicious, their means even more brutal.

It is widely known that the Third-class God·Nuosha is among the rare Great Xia Divine Sequence involving soul at the spiritual level.

Nuosha Divine Technique·Sha Blade allows disciples under the sect to slash enemies' souls with each strike.

As the two sides of God, the Evil God·Drama tortures souls even more mercilessly!

Imprisonment and torment were adept!

The fortunate thing is that it is an item category Evil Demon, rather low in intelligence, and rarely appears in the Human World·Night of the Fifteenth.

Otherwise, Great Xia's people wouldn't know what degree of devastation they'd face.

"The Drama clan can voidify its silhouette." Wuya probed.

"Hmm." Lu Ran healed the other party while saying, "In the future, the Faceless Jade Venerable might not be able to harm you anymore."

"Buzz~"

"Buzz!" The Mandarin Duck Twin Blades vibrated fiercely again, as if announcing their master's emotions.

The Browless Evil Monk's eyes lit up, momentarily abandoning the usual composure of a great power of the Heavenly Realm, with a hint of jest in his words:

"Why did the Young Master change his mind? Is it out of pity for my plight?"

"No, it's because I didn't explain clearly before." Lu Ran shook his head. "The God and Demon are two sides of the same coin, and since you've chosen Nuoshu, the mask is naturally yours as well."

Wuya nodded lightly.

Lu Ran looked up at the other, "Additionally, the reason I've given the Stone Sculpture to you, senior, is because you are deserving; it's a reward for your loyalty to the Cloud Sea Sect, and it's out of trust in my mother.

I am under my mother's protection, and in some sense, so are you.

It is the Sect Master's presence that gives you the qualification to stand before me."

Lu Ran, usually quite gentle, suddenly sharpened his words and continued, "But both of us have things to prove to each other."

"Young master, please calm down." Wuya withdrew his previous attitude, looking at the overly young new leader, "I will surely satisfy you."

Lu Ran nodded and said, "Let's encourage each other."

Though his words seemed sharp, in truth, facing the old members of the Cloud Sea who followed his mother, Lu Ran still offered ample respect.

Lu Ran spoke of proving to each other, not unilaterally.

The master and subordinate here were getting to know each other and fitting together.

Meanwhile, Huangfu Zhao was feeling sorrowful inside, silently sighing long.

Wuya turned to look, "Old friend, now that Xiang Wang is tightly guarded by the God, you know with our current strength, we cannot go to the Bee Elephant Divine Mountain to save him."

"Hmm." Huangfu Zhao clearly agreed with the other's words.

And it was precisely because he knew this that he sighed in grief.

How long can Xiang Wang hold on?

Can he hold out until the Ran Sect ascends the Bee Elephant Divine Mountain to demand him from the God?

Wuya added, "When Xiang Wang gives up, bows to the God and softens, he will eventually be released."

Huangfu Zhao smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly, "Just like you back then."

"Heh." Wuya also smiled, "After so many years apart, does the old friend wish to test if my blades are still sharp?"

Lu Ran: "..."

He truly feared Huangfu Zhao might say, "My sword is no less sharp!"

But clearly, this was just banter between two old friends.

It was just that both were of the majestic Heaven Realm, so their presence seemed intimidating on the surface.

Huangfu Zhao waved his hand, sighed, "Before this, I thought it was Tianhao's misfortune and Xiang Wang's hit that made him do something leading to divine punishment."

"Tianhao?" Lu Ran's heart sank.

Earlier, when Huangfu Zhao recounted the surviving old members of the Cloud Sea, there was a man named Tianhao.

This person seemed to be... possibly a disciple of the Poison Bee?

Huangfu Zhao looked at Lu Ran, "Young master, during this trip to the Bee Elephant Divine Mountain, I learned that Tianhao has already perished in battle."

Lu Ran was silent for a long time before nodding.

Huangfu Zhao had previously found 11 old members of the Cloud Sea.

Among these eleven, Zheng Qingshan and Tianhao sacrificed themselves, Xiang Wang was imprisoned, and only Yan Chou and Wuya joined the Ran Sect.

As for the remaining ones whose survival is unknown, only six are left.

These six, who knows how many are still alive...

Sometimes, Lu Ran wanted to be optimistic and positive.

But ever since he entered the Holy Spirit Mountain, reality had taught him lessons again and again.

Later, he ascended to the Heavenly Realm, reaching higher levels, gaining more knowledge.

This world kept telling him:

There's no most cruel, only more cruel.

Lu Ran had been hammered so much, he was ready for one in ten to survive.

Now, the fact that Huangfu Zhao, Yan Chou, and Wuya joined the Ran Sect was already beyond expectations; every additional member was a gain.

The only thing Lu Ran wasn't prepared for was how to tell his mother this news someday in the future.

"Sigh..." Lu Ran let out a deep sigh.

Huangfu Zhao said in a deep voice, "Next, I plan to find the siblings Leng Tianxing and Leng Tianyue."

"You can decide for yourself, sir." Lu Ran summoned an ancient bronze mirror in his hand, then it turned into a landing mirror, "Let's go, Wuya."

Wuya stepped quickly to follow, suddenly turned his head slightly, looking back out of the corner of his eye:

"Be careful not to die."

"Protect the Young Master well, and curb your tricky nature," Huangfu Zhao didn't promise verbally, but reminded deeply.

Wuya snorted coldly and stepped into the mirror.

Huangfu Zhao watched as the landing mirror disappeared completely, then stepped on purple lightning, traversing away.

The darkness before dawn is always the darkest and coldest moment.

Huangfu Zhao's eyes grew more determined as he sped through the thick sea of fog, leaving one Stone Peak after another behind.

The dawn of the world can be awaited.

The dawn of the Human Clan, however, cannot.

Once, Huangfu Zhao was powerless, but now he is resolute in his heart: though he hasn't awaited dawn himself, he has awaited someone who can break out the dawn for others!

"Sizzle~sizzle!"

The purple figure passed through the sea of fog, and purple currents swept over the mountain peaks.

Rapidly disappearing into the distance.

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